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Thursday, January 24, 2019

Intolerance

Who are we now?
After the shouting, the arguing, the marches, the name calling, the threats, and the lies what remains of the great experiment of the Founders?

What has become of the social activists of the last century?
How many still believe in what we protested against and stood up for;
or have they been reduced to standing and fighting for single issues that only affect their desires?

What have we become?
When did everything we say, believe in, love or hate become imbued with fanaticism?
Why are all things black or white, good or evil, pure or obscene?

How did we become a people who cheer on Fascisti, call generous and empathetic people names,
loathe anyone with whom we aren’t in complete agreement, or that doesn’t look like us;
hate and abhor the “other” so much that innocent passersby have the police called for their arrests?
How did simple disagreements in style, taste, choice, belief become a cause for violence?

Are we broken?
Have the last couple of generations, the last couple of years warped and cracked us beyond repair?
Is courteous and respectful social interaction, discussion and debate dead beyond resuscitation?
Is it still possible to talk to each other without vitriol, expletives, hyperbole, bombast, hatefulness
or computer keyboards?

Have we gone too far?
Is it achievable to return to a place where we can temper our anger, hatred, unrelenting certainties of the rightness of our own opinions that we can again listen and learn?
Is politeness to strangers, rational discourse, informed debate, differing views and opinions,
simple courtesy during disagreements still viable possibilities, or are civility, and tolerance officially dead?


Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 24 January 2019


Tuesday, January 01, 2019

Midnight to Dawning

 After the ball drops...

Is the year ending or beginning?
Has the light returned or just passing through to the other side?
Are we looking forward or back; resolving to do or not, or resenting and reflecting on what we have or haven’t done?

Is this a time to plan for the future or a retrospection; to count blessings or sorrows?

Are we grateful for surviving or hoping in vain for a new and better fate?

Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 1 January 2019